The Empress' New Clothes

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One moment at a time is my new mantra. Since I’ve cut some habits out of my life, I’ve rediscovered food. As an on-the-go single mom and a super-hero battling depression with some broken coping mechanisms, I had a love/hate relationship with healthy eating. The result was I was not a breakfast person (excusable because what … More Recovery & Rediscovery: I’m not pregnant, I’m eating.

Maybe I am an experiment. A wonder. A what would happen if. . . Job reincarnated as the woman with the issue of blood whose son is blind and daughter has died and…maybe I’m watching this on instant replay. Every time I tell someone I’ve been abused (as a child)—it is like I vomit and … More I Was Afraid to Write It: Spirituality & Abuse

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I fumbled with the button of my turquoise blouse and stared past the face of the older man sitting on the bed. My heart beat came fast and I couldn’t breath. “Let me get a drink,” he said. I was grateful for the pause. The night’s events played over in my mind. My daughter’s voice […]

The tears reached her collarbone and slid beneath the gray stripped hard cotton shirt given to her as her cleaning uniform at the rehabilitation center. She imagined if someone loved her, they would have undone the buttons to that ugly shirt and drank the tears from her flesh. But no one did and no one did.

She raised her hand to her temples and pressed back determined strands of hair.

“The wages of all sin is death!” The preacher’s voice boomed from the speakers, bounced off of the white walls and stained glassed windows and slammed into all five of Italiza’s senses. She could smell the taunting pungency of it, taste its acrid beckoning, feel its cement-rough caress and most certainly hear the sweet grating […]

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Trembling hands, forehead damp, breathing shallow. The room spins as I rise to my feet and my stomach feels like I’m going down roller coaster at 75 miles an hour.The intense suspense comes over me in almost overwhelming waves. I press against the feeling with a deep breath, feet firmly on the floor. As I […]